Anyone with a brain would choose the inheritance of the Xu Family.
"Indeed, my father cannot give me the right to inherit."
Lu Zhizhou sneered coldly, looking at Mrs. Yang.
"That's right, join me…"
"But, I am currently the inheritor of the Lu Family."
Mrs. Yang was abruptly interrupted by Lu Zhizhou, who slowly began to speak.
The inheritor of the Lu Family?
Mrs. Yang was stunned, staring incredulously at Lu Zhizhou, "Zhuozhou, don't talk nonsense."
How could Lu Zhizhou possibly be the inheritor of the Lu Family? Since ancient times, it's always sons who have inherited, and daughters are only considered when there are no sons.
No matter how you spin it, Lu Zhizhou should not be next in line for the inheritance of the Lu Family; above her there's Lu Qingyi, and below, many younger cousins.
"You can leave now."
Lu Zhizhou had no interest in explaining, nor energy to do so. She asked Mrs. Yang to leave.
"Zhuozhou, listen to your mother, come home with me."
